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The Flying Monkeys have been a bit silent for a time because of this and that. Have been out and about, in and out and most curious, as flying monkeys are inclined to be. They tend to stray free and alone, scratch poetry here and there while paint drys and canvas stretches to all horizons it seems as though there is a connection. Poetry perhaps, fine art, or a desire to express a dash of light. Light is most fond for those who see and take light within and without. They walk free and never alone as the trees turn and leaves go fallen never forever alone and again. And the Flying Monkeys shall fly again. As ever be well. Stephen Craig Rowe

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I was working on a ship and took a break on deck. The night was cool and quiet with a damp sad sky. The river reflected faint light from clouds above. In those clouds I saw faces crying, screaming, dreaming and falling. Images twirling in the clouds one after another gasping, grasping, burning and falling with the towers. I was held in a profound moment of sadness and silence. As I am each and every September eleventh. As ever be well.

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My primary health care provider for the past nine years or so has been the Veterans Administration Medical Clinic in Peoria, IL. The facility is up to date, efficient, spotless, and all appointments have been on time. The entire staff has been professional, courteous and respectful. I thank the Clerks, Volunteers, Nurses, Doctors, and Administrator for the highest quality of service. I also thank all at the VAMC in Danville, IL and the VAMC in Indianapolis, IN who have given me care, put up with my sense of humor and saved my life. Thank you for your service and as ever be well.

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Here there and back again the August moon captures the imagination with a wonder of where summer has gone. Some roses wilt as others bloom in a turning. The ridge is rich though some colors tend to fade a bit. Some flowers give way.